The Hand

Number of posts : 10 Registration date : 2007-06-09

The Hand

Alone I stand, Alone I fall,
Unhearing, undebating a coercive call.
Silence in the night, silence in my mind,
Conceived thoughts concealed behind.

Appears a hand, slow yet busy,
Endearing me, eager to bind.
The hand gives me direction, shows me light,
Enchanting, enlightening my muffled nights.

We share thoughts, words, our lives,
Unwebbing dreams under small hives.
Not across the deep seas we see,
Nothing beyond the skies we want,
Yet destiny seemed to be mocking me,
With a deliberate yet blissful taunt.

And one day, the hand speaks,
It wants to grow, wants to fly, wants to leave,
Unconcerned about the love it made me believe.
Enigmatic moments of mourning hearts.
Wanted, unwanted the story parts.

Now, sometimes I wonder,
why we wish,
why we hope,
why we care,
why we wonder,
why don’t we just stay away and surrender.

And as I weave the mask of freedom thread by thread
Lives snatched apart, memories undead.
As i had said, i said
Alone I stand, Alone I fall,
Unhearing, undebating a coercive call.

Subject: Re: The Hand Tue Aug 21, 2007 11:20 pm

hmm...really deep ...still trying to understand it...(no offence)

Subject: Re: The Hand Wed Aug 22, 2007 10:01 pm

(applause!!)

Subject: Re: The Hand Thu Aug 23, 2007 10:21 pm

nice post... well written... am a little cofused but isnt it about finding love and losing it???? pls clarify..... Smile

Subject: Re: The Hand Fri Aug 24, 2007 12:46 am

beautifully written...so basically u r talking abt the temporal existence of life in itself...love ,hope.....nothing is for eternity..yet we cling on to our memories..relive in our past....Hope never departs us .WE live n we hope..n in our hope lies our existence.